Dear Martha.,
. but this time it was a small kangaroo (well, maybe a wallaby - we don't
know the difference up here), just lolloping along the hallway, peering in
the doorways! After I left, someone told me there was a joey in a pouch
at the nurses' station, but I was in too much of rush to go
My father has lived for the past few years in a nursing home ten
minutes from my house in Michigan. I was visiting him the other day,
sitting on the edge of his bed facing the door to the hallway while
he sat in a wheelchair eating supper. People and sometimes dogs pass
by every now and then...
